They were preparing to take action now, using the same method as before: finding someone in desperate need of money, someone who would dare to do anything for it.
Give them some money to hit someone with a car and then take the fall for it, spending a few years in prison.
In fact, this was the first time Wang Yanlong had hired someone to do the job; when he was younger, he'd always done it himself.
Although he felt it was unlikely they'd trace it back to him, Wang Yanlong still planned to lay low for a while and come back after the dust had settled.
But as soon as he stepped out the door without even hailing a cab, five or six burly men suddenly rushed out from the side of the road and pinned him to the ground.
Wang Yanlong instinctively began to struggle, reaching for his waist, but one of the big men simply took out a spray bottle and gave his eyes a few sharp spritzes.
"Ah... my eyes, ah ah..."
